My middle baby, that is. I’m not sure why these things always blind-side me the morning of the big day. I mean, it’s not like I haven’t known it was coming up. For heaven’s sake, there have been countless meetings (seriously, countless), clothes ordered and prepared, housecleaning, invitations sent, hall decorating, portapotties delivered – you name it, I’ve done it. And then this morning I get all weepy because my little boy is going to graduate from high school and move away. Well, duh.
Stephen is pretty excited to be done school. Academics is not really his strong suit. But I think he is way more excited about his trip to Australia. He leaves on Saturday. His plan is to stay awake from now until the plane leaves on Saturday night so that he can sleep the entire 16-hour flight. I’ll let you know how that goes.
It’s weird, but I’m not worried about Stephen heading off to another country on his own. He has always been able to handle himself well, and isn’t scared to try new things. He is a problem solver. I think he is energized by new and different situations, but gets bored easily and needs to move on to the next thing. I can’t imagine where he gets that from (she says with her tongue in her cheek). He doesn’t always make the smartest choices, but then I guess that’s how one learns. At least that’s how I did it! And there’s not a whole lot more I can do for him, anyway. We did what we could with what we knew at the time, and I do see glimpses of some of that instruction at times, when he thinks I’m not watching. He’s still not too willing to admit that we might know something. I’m told that comes a little later. I am worried that he will never be able to get up in the morning without me yelling at him, though. I guess we’ll see how that goes, too!
So that’s all the introspection for now, folks. Stay tuned for a post on the big day, complete with photos. Until then, you can take a walk down memory lane with me if you like, right here.
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